readx; Han Moyang's shout sounded behind him, Han Mochen slowly closed his eyes, and slowly opened them again, and blood gradually oozed from the sleeves of his moon-white robe. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He held his arm and walked forward. The events of that day were far from being as simple as Han Moyang knew.

Those few people not only know martial arts, but can even be said to be strong in martial arts.

Han Mochen not only had to protect Han Moyang, who had passed out, but also tried his best to delay time to fight with the unknown "drunkard".

And the remaining Lu Wu, it is not easy to protect himself.

"Lu Wu, hurry! Take my big brother away! Han Mochen seems to be a fluttering folding fan, but there is a hidden mystery in it. The folding fan is made of ivory on the surface, but it is made of fine iron. Ivory is nothing but a "sheath" of sharp iron.

On weekdays, this seems to be just a small decorative object in the hands of the noble son, but at the critical moment, it is an invisible weapon that kills people. In a short time, he had already carved a gap out of the encirclement.

Lu Wu responded, he was thin, but he dragged Han Moyang in a hurry, and actually escaped from that little gap.

Han Mochen saw that his eldest brother was out of danger, although the situation was critical, he also instantly calmed down, flipped the folding fan in his hand, and put on a defensive posture.

Those drunks seemed to be determined to win Han Mochen, and they didn't chase Lu Wutong and Han Moyang, who were gradually moving away. It just regrouped, and formed an airtight circle around Han Mochen. In this way, it is in the hands of Han Mochen.

"Let's get on it!" Seeing that Han Mochen was in charge, the few "drunks" just now suddenly lost their sense of drinking.

Han Mochen smiled slightly: "So good!" ”

His contemptuous smile angered the people on the other side.

"Listen to me, all attack his left arm at the same time." Behind him, someone whispered.

Han Mochen's complexion changed slightly, he just wanted to protect Han Moyang, but he was accidentally injured by the other party, although this injury was nothing to Han Mochen, but his left arm gradually lost consciousness.

He put away his smile, and his eyes, which were like a thousand years of ice, gradually became bloodshot, and he looked at everyone coldly.

Murderous aura, the kind of murderous aura that has been on the battlefield for a long time and crushes everything, at the same time made several experienced assassins take a few steps back.

"Let's get on it!" Instantly, the light of the sword, the shadow of blood.

I didn't see how Han Mochen made a move, but I saw the elephant bone separated, the iron fan came out of the sheath, and a cold moon sprinkled the afterglow all over the world, and the willows by the river were splashed with blood......

It was a fierce battle, and Han Mochen could only fight the ferocious assassin with one hand. Fortunately, I don't know how long it took, the watchman who was passing by rang the gong in a panic, attracting the patrolling guards, and this was ......

Now that I think about it, those assassins must not have expected that they would be able to fight with them for a long time before they would take it lightly?

Han Mochen frowned and thought, no matter what the reason is, in the future, he should be more careful.

The wound on his arm was torn again by Han Moyang's fuss just now. Han Mochen sighed, he didn't know how to face this "reunion" big brother after a long absence.

"What? And such things! "On the Luohan bed, the pampered, silver-haired old lady Han, for some reason, her well-maintained and rich face was suddenly full of anger." Call me that brute! ”

She coughed angrily, and Xia He, who was beside her, hurriedly brought the buttermilk in the glass cup for her, but she reached out and pushed aside, "What are you doing to serve my old woman, go, go quickly, see if my good grandson is frightened!" ”

For a time, Funing Courtyard was turned on its back.

Han Moyang was supported by others, and glanced at Han Mochen, who came to Funing Courtyard one step ahead of him and knelt on the bluestone brick floor. He smiled contemptuously, then dusted off his robe and strode into Old Madam Han's house.

As soon as "Grandmother ......" entered the door, he changed his expression, and weakly touched the old lady Han's bed, covering the bandage on her head, which was specially wrapped before going out just now.

"Oh, my good grandson, tell my grandmother to take a look......" The three layers of bandages on Han Moyang's head made Old Madam Han look at it, almost as if someone had pulled flesh from the tip of her heart.

"Does the wound still hurt? What did the doctor say? Craving something? Old Madam Han asked again and again, and looked out of the door, a trace of fierceness flashed in her eyes, "You all listen to me, as long as I am for a day, my good grandson, if there is anything missing, I will only ask you!" ”

Everyone knelt down in unison.

Old Madam Han ignored them and moved out of the place again, "Quick! Da Lang lay down and spoke. She pointed at everyone and scolded: "How come it is that you are all made of wood at this point?" Don't wait for the eldest prince yet! ”

"Grandmother......" Han Moyang seemed to be moved to tears, "This family, fortunately, there is a grandmother." Otherwise, my grandson will go through a lot of hardships, and I am afraid it will be difficult to return home! ”

"That's not what I said." As soon as the Xiangfei curtain sounded, a strange aroma wafted in.

"Hongqi has seen her grandmother." Han Hongqi, who was dressed in a pink leno short shirt, wore an eight-piece garnet red high-waisted dress on her chest, and loosely held a peach-colored tulle shawl, smiled and made a blessing to Mrs. Han.

Then, she saluted Han Moyang, who was still coquettish, and said, "Big brother." ”

"Humph!" Han Moyang turned over and didn't pay attention to her at all.

Old Madam Han's eyes were full of doting, and every fold bloomed with a smile, "You two children are really grandmother's little enemies." ”

Although Han Moyang was pretending to be asleep with his face facing inward, his mind kept flashing everything before he left home as a teenager.

It stands to reason that this Han Hongqi and Han Mochen were born to the same woman in the family, why did the old lady change his attitude towards this Han Hongqi sharply during the years he was not in the Han Mansion?

It seems that this Han Hongqi is more difficult to deal with than the stupid "third brother".

Thinking of this, he turned over and sat up, and said with a smile on his face: "I don't know what kind of incense the second sister uses?" So good smelling? ”

"Oops, it's violent, be careful of dizziness." Old Madam Han caressed Han Moyang lovingly.

Thinking of Han Mochen, who was still kneeling on the bluestone slab, Han Hongqi's brows furrowed slightly, and then stretched out again.

"It's the longevity incense that is made for my grandmother, if the eldest brother likes it, Hongqi should spend another effort to make a copy for the eldest brother." As she spoke, she opened the incense box in her hand.

The strange aroma suddenly filled every corner of the house.

Han Moyang lost his mind slightly, and then frowned and said, "Yishou, second sister thinks I'm not a long-lived person?" So young and strong, still use this incense to add longevity? ”

Before Han Hongqi could reply, Mrs. Han hurriedly said with disgust: "Tong Yan is unscrupulous! That's what I said! ”

is a "childlike speech", Han Hongqi looked at Han Moyang, who was nearly middle-aged, and her heart was full of irony.

It can be seen that the "uninvited guest" of the Han Mansion, Han Moyang, who came uninvited, filled the vacancy in Mrs. Han's heart for many years with lightning speed.